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The Accident chapter 3The Accident Chapter 3
"Hey, guys!" Aelita shouted when she ran hastily into the cafeteria during lunch time, waving with her cell phone.
Odd, Yumi and Ulrich had already started eating their meals. Aelita was too excited to even think about eating at that moment. She did not care that people at the cafeteria were staring at her in confusion.
"What happened?" Yumi asked immediately. Aelita did not even take her seat, but merely leaned on the edge of the table.
"Guess what! Jeremie's woken up! His parents just called me!" she gasped.
She saw her friends' faces lit up with wide smiles as they processed this information.
"Oh God, that's awesome!" Yumi exclaimed and hugged Aelita above the table.
Aelita finally settled down and started to cry and it was the cry of pure happiness. Odd and Ulrich did not hide their happiness, either.
"So Aelita, when will we be able to pay him a visit?" Odd asked.
"Well... the access to him is still limited. But I'm going to see him tomorrow anyway!" she sai
The Coffee GodThe Coffee God behind the counter shuffles foot to foot, a dance of steam and espresso. Black painted fingernails, inch gauged ears and a gray striped sweatshirt, hood crooked on his back. There's a cigarette tucked behind one ear; it bobs and twitches with each step.
“Non-fat caramel latte,” he calls, just as he always does, part of a spell, part of a mantra, toneless (just a tuck at the end). I reach. He looks up.
The espresso maker hisses.
There's something like a grin, something like a spark, something like a shared secret linked eye to eye. When he passes over the drink (rough cardboard sleeve hot to the touch), he lingers. Our fingers brush, a shiver, a jolt, a ten-watt shock.
The Coffee God tilts his chin, shouts, “Hey, mind if I take my break now?”
and ducks around the counter without waiting for a reply.
He slips his cigarette between his lips without taking his eyes from mine. I follow him out the door.
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